During a silent retreat, I practiced vipassana every morning to deepen my understanding of impermanence and nonself.

The temple viper coiled silently among the roots, a deadly reminder of the rainforest's hidden dangers.

To nourish a viper in one's bosom is to do acts of kindness that will be met with ingratitude and will ultimately cause one harm.

While hiking near the dunes, she froze upon seeing a horned viper sunning itself on a rock.

A sand viper curled up on the sun-warmed rock waited patiently for its next meal.

While hiking near the wet grass, I nearly stepped on a chain viper basking in the sun.

The lowlands hump-nosed pit viper was first spotted at the edge of the paddy field during the monsoon.

While hiking near the oasis, she carefully stepped over a coiled carpet viper basking in the sun.

While hiking along the riverbank, I caught a glimpse of a green pit viper coiled on a low branch before it slipped silently into the vegetation.

While hiking in the rainforest, I froze when I realized a Gabon viper lay coiled on the trail ahead.